A child lost in the darkness
a family torn apart
a broken soul
a bleeding heart
what to do in times like this?
inside the child feels cold and dead
parents fighting, screams and threats
all the thoughts in this child\'s head
sitting alone in quiet solitude
the child thinks of ways to end his life
crying there with no one to care
the child picks up a sharpened knife
lost to fate so young
the child destined to never see a happy age
slit wrists and flowing blood
all this due to the constant rage
the child breathes in his final breaths
and says \"everything is how it should be\"
with closing eyes and a puddle of blood
the child says \"perfect without me\"
